My feet slowed as I saw the classroom door.  I don't want to go to this class.  I'm too nervous.  The one and only Zayn is in it.  The one and only guy I texted last night...It makes me uncomfortable because he knows a lot more about me than he should.  I guess I'm overreacting.  But what if he told everyone?  I told him about making out with Niall.  In my dorm!  When he barely shared anything.

I never even thought of this.  But what if it wasn't Zayn?  There isn't any proof.  It just said...Unknown.  Still, he texted in a Zayn way.  It was believable.  I should probably ask him before I assume things.  It will be awkward, but It's better off that way.

A crowded classroom appeared in front of me as I stepped in.  I shouldn't of walked so slowly.  I'm going to be stuck in the front.  Even though most of the seats were already full, the only person I could focus on was him.  Zayn. 

I think he was in the same position as me too.  His eyes already watching my every move.  It made me excited that he has put so much interest into me lately.  I would of never expected it.  I don't think anyone would. 

The only seat left was...next to Zayn?  He always has people wanting to sit by him. 

"Hey babes, I saved you a seat." Zayn cooly said.

I could tell people were staring at me.  Most likely because class was going to start soon.  I smiled lightly at him and sat in the seat he saved.  So he assumed I would want to sit by him?  Well I think anyone would want to.

"Uh, you texted me last night ..right?" I awkwardly asked.

He chewed on his gum, "Yea...you were the one texting back, correct?" 

I simply nodded and tried my best not to blush.  So It was Zayn saying that all.  And Zayn hearing it all.  He better keep it all to himself.

This Biology class began.  The teacher was going over boring notes as usual.  Whenever Zayn would look over at me, I felt like it was burning my cheek.  Does he actually think I don't notice?  It's so hard not to turn and look at him.  Now I can't pay attention to this damn class.  Thankfully, the teacher just gave us our homework and we had to work quietly on it. 

Once I got my paper I tried to get in a zone and work.  I love when they give you time to do your homework in class.  Very thoughtful for very unthoughtful teachers. 

My head snapped to the ground when Zayn's pencil dropped.  I was going to reach for it but Zayn already was.  I sighed and turned back to my paper. 

My stomach fluttered when I feel him gently feel my leg.  He brushed his fingertips down them.  Thank you God for making me shave my legs last night.  I laughed in my head thinking about if I didn't.  Oh I should feel her legs...they look so soft...and- EW NEVERMIND.

I went back to reality.  How is he getting away with this?  Oh, he "dropped his pencil".  I was frozen until he got back completely in his seat.  I exhaled.  I didn't even know I was holding my breath.  Why is Zayn getting me like this?  He's scaring me, but I secretly like it. 

A smirk tugged on Zayn's lips for the rest of class.  And a grin on mine. 

"Want to sit by me at lunch?" He asked once class is over. 

I realized I was hungry.  And had frees.  So lunch it is! 

"Sure!" I told him.

I didn't know why I wasn't expecting this when I agreed.  Of course he sits at the popular table.  Of course Ella sits at that table.  Of course, of course. 

I feel like I'm crossing the line to another world.  I go farther past my regular table, and all the others.  It's by a big window and isn't a circular table.  It's long, a rectangle, and different.  Perfect for a table for popular people.  They want to seem different and cooler.

Zayn's grin made me not focus on Ella and Mallory whispering as I walk closer.  I should be more nervous than I am.  But I'm not caring about Ella anymore.  She can't hurt me. 

"How's it going Zayn!" A dark haired girl waved. 

"Pretty chill." He simply replied and pulled the chair out for me. 

The whole table grew quiet.  The one girl didn't seem to mind though.  She was stunning actually.  Very dark hair and bright blue eyes.  She could be a model.

"Guys, like, you can talk.  This is Grace.  She's not committing a crime or anything." Zayn shrugged.

I smiled sheepishly and everyone seemed to chill a little. 

"I'm Zoe." The pretty girl introduced.

"Hey!" I said a little to excitedly. 

"Then that's Ella and Mal.  Brody and Asher are the guys talking down there.." Zayn explained for me. 

"We know eachother." Ella smiled.

I laughed on the inside.  Cute smile, Ella.  So fake.  I smiled back though and thought it seemed pretty genuine.  Brody and that Asher guy moved down by us.  They started joking around about random stuff.  It was making everyone laugh, including me.  Zayn seemed to feel the need to make sure I was okay every second though.  He was scooted much closer now and glancing at me.  I could tell Ella was disturbed. 

"I like your headband." Zoe pointed at my head.

"Oh." I smiled and touched it to make sure she wasn't joking. 

"Me too, where's it from?" Mallory surprised me by asking.

"Charlotte Russe."

"Cute!  I love that store!" Mallory said in her girly voice. 

"Me too." Ella said.

Wait, what?  What is going on.  How am I having a casual conversation with them?  Zayn pulled my headband off my head making everyone laugh.  I giggled and tried to grab it from him. 

"Zayn here!" Brody held his hands up.

Zayn tossed it to him and he caught it.  I rose my eyebrow at him making him laugh even harder.  We started to play little games like these for a while.  I found myself having fun, but I was glad I got my headband back.

Zoe started making jokes about a weird teacher we have.  I always thought she was weird too but never admitted it.  It's cracking me up hearing someone else recognize the same things. 

"I'm gonna go throw this away, babes." Zayn told me before getting up.

I smiled and shooed him off.  When i turned around my eyes widened.  Holland was sitting at our table glaring at me.  I felt my face grow red, embarrassed my own friend was glaring at me.  Holland? I smiled to try to see if she was joking.  But she wasn't.  She just shook her head and I decided it was best to turn around.  I should be able to sit with other people too, right?

 The fun I was having was ruined.  I felt to cautious of what was happening at this table now.  Zayn sat back down, really close to me.  It was the same spot as before...but now it seems much closer.  Great, why am I feeling bad about this?  Am I being bad for sitting over here?  Zayn's right though...I'm not committing  a crime. 

Everyone finished up lunch.  More "cool" people were coming to sit at the table and I was uncomfortable. 

Zayn was a lifesaver by saying, "Grace and I are gonna go.  See you."

Why does he decide what I do though?  It is what I want...but still.  I waved nicely to everyone and got up with him.  I didn't look at Holland or towards the table.  I'll feel too bad.

I followed Zayn out of the cafe.  We walked down the halls in silence.  I could tell he needed to tell me something.  But there was so much people around.  We walked farther and people weren't around anymore.

Zayn did his typical "shove me against the wall" move.  My back was against the wall with Zayn pressed in front of me.  I tried to stay calm.  Was he going to kiss me?  I want to kiss those pure lips of yours xx.  His text kept repeating in my head.  I was worried.  It's not like I wouldn't want to kiss him.  But it's too scary.  I'd suck compared to him! 

"There's a football game this Friday.  Come with me, Grace." Zayn's eyes squinted as he asked. 

"Uh.  Y-yeah!" Slipped out of my mouth.

"Cool." He smirked, "Remember my text about kissing you?"

My heart beat quicker than it did when he texted me.  I nodded.

"Well...yeah I meant it.  See you at the game, lovely." He winked and walked away.

I suddenly missed his warmth.  I stood there shocked and alone in the hall.  I know I'm not stupid.  This means he wants to kiss me at the game!  Ahhh!   I need preparation!  I need-  I need- Gah, I don't know! 

My hands clapped over my cheeks and I squealed.  Time to talk to Chelle!  She's going to be so excited!

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"Chelle!" I yelled and waved my arms like a lunatic.

"Gracie!" She laughed loudly.

We walked towards each other quickly.  Well, me more quickly than her.  I'm more excited, okay.  I texted her about 10 minutes ago and figured out shes free too. 

"Guess what." I grinned.

"WHAT!"  Her eyes widened.

"Zayn asked me to the football game and I told him yes!  He hinted he wanted to kiss me too and oh my God I don't know what to say!" I blurted.

Her facial expression scared me.  Why isn't she jumping up and down like me?

"I don't know what to say either...Are you not going to the scary film then?  We're leaving Friday, erm...Harry even is skipping the game somehow for this."  Chelle said.

"Oh shit..." My eye's widened.

"Yeah..."

"Yeah.." I repeated.

"You know what, have fun.  Make sure to tell Holland too.  She'll be happy for you.  As well as all of us."  Chelle smirked and walked away from me.

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